HEY,MAN.

The Sir David Attenborough That Lives In My Brain: Being smaller-than-average presents an added challenge to foraging ... but necessity is the mother of invention. A little creativity turns a baguette into a tool, and voilà--

(paper towel roll falls on my face)

New Crow Time - When you drink from silly fountain you get cartoon powers.

Firstly, we know his musical knowledge has fantastic depth and breadth. He doesn't just care about metal; he cares about the institution of music. He knows who Woody Guthrie is and he knows about 'this machine kills fascists', and he understands this enough to be able to apply it to his own world using a fantastic metaphor.

Secondly, the metaphor. In small town Indiana, in Hawkins, there are fascists and capitalists and dictators, sure, but Eddie is young and lives in a bubble. In his bubble - his kingdom, if you will - the villains are are the Jason Carvers of the world. They are the small minded. The big talkers. The full of shits. Church do gooders. Pearl clutchers. The dragons. And how does Eddie battle dragons? Music. He escapes into fantasy metaphor, which the metal genre entirely leans into. He escapes into Corroded Coffin and cassette collecting and big dreams of playing Madison Square Garden.

This machine slays dragons.